❝ｉｎｖｉｃｔｕｓ ❞ junhyung ☓ melanie
𝓦here are you, you little-- The past two hours hadn’t been good to Melanie; the only positive thing had been the lack of classes for the day. With the cancelling of the only one that she had, she’d practically ran to one of the better libraries of the city, located only a few minutes away from Yonsei University. Having wanted to get some reading done, the petite female was in search of a very particular read on the Russian monarchy, with no sort of fortune in her favour. She was fairly certain that she’d been overlooking it, or reading something wrong, so she continued her search, once more ignoring the Librarian who had chosen another moment to wander her way with the intent to ‘help’.
𝑆kinny fingers caressed spines bent and broken, straight and sure, until she finally came across the one book that she’d been desperate to find. Her expression lit up like nothing more than the flick of a switch and, for a split second, she kept away, jumping a bit and releasing a squeak of triumph. Her head whipped back and forth, checking to make sure no one around had heard the outburst that shot through surrounding silence and, when she figured that she was safe, she finally reached out. Too bad for her that the very read she wanted was perched on a shelf just a bit too high, causing her to lean a bit against the shelf. “Oh, c’mon--“ she hissed, tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth in concentration. She was going to get this book, and she was going to get it, no matter what.